Silt From A Faraway Land

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As I was going through my past yore,
Your thoughts slowly sifted,
Through my heartโ€™s moor,
Piling up gradually,
On the bank of my mind,
Like silt appearing after some continuous grind.

Copyright ยฉ Shantanu Baruah

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